The Great Santa Ana Graffiti Tattletale App
"My Santa Ana" Graffiti Reporting App
They just don't make gangs like they used to, am I right?
In an age of branding and image consistency, you think that street gangs would establish an quality control department to keep their tagging on-brand and on-message!
How can a gang member feel pride when they see their gang name MIS-SPELLED and tagged ON A PALM TREE. Who tags a palm tree?!?!
As housing prices have gone up, so too has the utter shamelessness.
The other day I saw a white Odyssey minivan driving slowly through the neighborhood with a bunch of cholos inside. Now, when I was a kid, cholos had the decency to drive in lowriders and if they were driving a $700 hoopty they at least had the good grace to add $2000 spinning rims.
This white Odyssey didn't even have the decency to install a Praying Calvin decal on the rear window! The Horror!
The Odyssey idled while I walked by, but ten minutes later I saw to my great dismay that the entire sidewalk in front of the elementary school was filled with the worst graffiti I've ever seen.
It's gross enough to put profanity-laden graffiti on the sidewalk of an elementary school when you're borrowing your mom's minivan. But the graffiti itself was embarrassing. It looked like my children's cursive.
Anyway, it's a good thing that Santa Ana recently introduced a tattletale app called "My Santa Ana" - you just follow very basic steps to report whatever janky graffiti you see. Within 24 hours, the Graffiti removal team cleans it up. Not only can you do it anonymously - snitches get stitches, remember - the city can use the various reports to map out where hotspots are and use that when planning law enforcement activities.
I'm happy to report that smartphone tattle-taling has become very popular because graffiti is getting cleaned up right quick these days - so I usually reserve my biweekly tattle for the area around the elementary school.
It's not right for little kids to see gang activity. It's not right for little kids to feel scared. And it's not right for the parents, many of whom are immigrants, who work so hard to give their kids a chance in America.
They don't cross deserts and oceans to have their kids exposed not just to petty vandalism, but to bad art.